In an instant, Lirya's spell enveloped Ronald.
Gale, torrential rain, thunder, earthquake, fire rain...
Countless disasters ensued at this moment, under such a magnificent force of nature, Ronald's figure flying in the air, resembled a tiny fluttering insect.
In the blink of an eye, he was completely buried.
But if someone dared to risk their life and enter this sea of spells, they would hear a faint voice echoing amidst the endless attacks:
"The sky shall fall from daytime..."
Lirya, wielding the earth-shattering spells, showed no reaction to this scene.
The process of merging the divine power was too hurried and sudden.
So much so that after forcibly swallowing this power, his personality was completely suppressed by the elevated power, only the thought of defeating Ronald remained, continuing by inertia.
Crack—
Then, the thunder in the sky began to flicker abnormally.
As if hinting at some unusual power.
